lol: After being blessed by the Happy Demon, I became the harem king

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"Why isn't it ready yet!" Zeli's pitiful voice came from under the table: "It's been over an hour... my mouth is sore!"

Looking down at Zeli's aggrieved face, Faen couldn't help but chuckle—how should he comfort Zeli?

Looking at Fain's smile, Zeli pursed her lips and then said, "How about..."

"Take your time." Fain ruffled Zeli's hair. "We have plenty of time to be together, no need to rush."

“…Hmm.” Zeli nodded with a sigh of relief, though she didn’t know what she was really thinking.

One moment she's eager to do "adult things" with Fan immediately, the next she's conservative, feeling fearful and uneasy. One moment she wants Fan to stay by her side forever, the next she's afraid her actions might make Fan think she's cheap...

Now that she heard Fan's words that there was no need to rush, Zeli relaxed a little.

"If you're tired, go and rest," Farn said, pointing to the bed beside him. Zeli wrinkled her little nose and then brought her face close to the bed again, gently rubbing it and occasionally sucking on it.

"I wanted to wait for you to rest together... You're busy, I won't bother you."

"Ah."

Faen nodded, finished tidying up the remaining things he had on hand, and then picked up Zeli and crawled into bed.

Seeing that Fain hadn't replaced sleep with meditation, Zeli was secretly delighted. She snuggled into the blankets and into Fain's arms, and soon soft snoring could be heard—clearly, she was exhausted too.

The next morning, Zeli groggily opened her eyes. Being held in someone's arms, she felt a surge of happiness, but also a strange, uncomfortable sensation as if something was pressing between her legs. After moving slightly, a familiar warmth emanated from behind and below her. Remembering what had happened the day before, Zeli abruptly looked down.

Upon seeing Tongliao, which still juts out from the valley, Zeli's breathing quickened.

After glancing at the still-sleeping Fain, Zeli licked her dry lips, thinking this should be a good opportunity to prove herself...

A lot had happened lately, and Faen decided to get a good night's sleep not only to keep Zeli company while she felt anxious, but also to get some rest. In that half-awake state, Faen suddenly felt a familiar warmth and moisture envelop his head. Looking down, he saw a small mound of moisture rising and falling under the not-so-thick blanket covering his waist, and he immediately understood.

Lifting the covers, as expected, Zeli was busy at work. This surprised Faen somewhat, and Zeli, noticing Faen's gaze, blushed slightly, but still gently sucked on her cream cake. Her pert nose, hidden between the black velvet floss, emitted warm breath, which gave Faen a subtle feeling.

It was clear that after what happened last night, Zeli was no longer as reserved or ashamed in some ways. Although her actions were still slightly awkward, the genuine emotion in her eyes was becoming increasingly evident.

Thinking about it, Farn pulled the covers over himself again and lay back down on the bed, quietly enjoying the moment. Zeli didn't say much either, just silently soothing his morning erection.

Unfortunately… not counting when she was asleep, another half hour passed after Faen woke up, and Zeli's movements paused slightly. Faen took the opportunity to pull back the covers, revealing a pouting face full of grievance. Although she didn't say a word, it was clear that Zeli was truly frustrated that Faen hadn't shown any sign of exploding after being teased several times.

Seeing this, Fan scratched his head, then stood up and first cupped Zeli's head in his hands. Then, seemingly finding it uncomfortable, he grabbed her two braids instead. This made Zeli seem to realize something; her face flushed slightly, and she glared at Fan resentfully, but still obediently closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

Zeli's mouth was small, especially compared to Faen's large size, making it appear even smaller. To make Zeli as comfortable as possible, or rather, to alleviate her discomfort, Faen mixed some "happy" ingredients into the cream that had been served earlier.

With gentle, gradual movements, as Zeli's condition improved, Fain's actions became increasingly intense. Finally, Fain grabbed Zeli's braid and pulled it towards his lower abdomen, her beautiful face instantly obscured by the black grass. The rich aroma of cream wafted over, her overly open mouth, chin resting on her tongue, produced a torrent of thick saliva, causing her still-warm valley, which had just experienced a series of breaches the previous night, to gush forth several streams of warm fluid once more.

"Woo!"

Zeli slapped Fan's buttocks somewhat hurriedly, and after a brief release, Fan gently released Zeli's hair after regaining his senses.

"Cough! Cough cough!!" The continuous coughing, and the somewhat abrupt ending even brought tears to Zeli's eyes. She wiped the liquid that had come up from her nose with her hand and glared at Fane hatefully: "He's so mean! Fane is a bad guy! He doesn't know how to take care of a girl at all!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault." Seeing Zeli's angry expression, Faen didn't want to provoke the girl. Instead, he controlled the water ball to help clean up while smiling and saying, "I won't do that again. I'll be gentler from now on."

"You want a future? Humph." Zeli snorted, "That depends on my mood!"

“Yes, my dear Miss Zeli.” Farn indicated OK.

Seeing Faen's submissive demeanor, Zeli's initial anger subsided somewhat. Then, recalling what Faen had just said, Zeli continued to grumble:

“There’s no need to cut it so drastically… It’s a bit pungent, but it feels pretty good… Otherwise, I’d be doing it all by myself and you still wouldn’t have any reaction.” As she said this, Zeli glared at Faen resentfully—because Faen still had a smile on his face.

After saying that, Zeli rubbed her face. For a petite girl like Zeli, Faen's size was a bit too large. Even now, after being rushed in all at once, Zeli still felt a soreness in her mouth, and she felt that if it were any more intense, she might dislocate her shoulder.

Feeling the strong smell lingering in her mouth, Zeli was surprised to find that she wasn't as resistant as she had imagined.

"You used happiness-enhancing agents?" Zeli asked.

“I used just a little bit,” Farn said, pinching his fingertips. “Otherwise, such a rough approach might make you uncomfortable… But don’t worry, the dosage is very safe, and your experience just now is enough to cover that negligible cost.”

"Oh, that's good." Zeli said, "Alright, hurry up and get dressed. We still need to go out and buy some things, and while we're at it, we'll see if there's a new base."

With her hands on her hips, looking at the secret base, Zeli said with emotion, "Although I haven't been here for long... thinking about it, I have quite a lot of memories. I'm a little reluctant to leave now."

“Yes, yes.” Farn nodded in empathy. Having just released his pent-up emotions, he couldn’t help but feel a touch of poetic melancholy.

"Tch, who knows if you're reluctant to leave here or if you're reluctant to leave last night and this morning..." As she spoke, Zeli quickly washed her face and said, "I'm all packed. Let's go now. Do you want something to eat? It's so late, and we haven't had breakfast yet."

Upon hearing this, Fain didn't answer, but instead pointed to Zeli, then to his own face. Seeing this, Zeli glanced at the mirror beside her. After noticing that it was just a few drops of milk she'd coughed up onto her face, she didn't pay much attention, simply scraping some into her mouth with her finger and saying:

“I probably won’t be able to eat much more… You’re like an animal, I don’t think the Piltover biology book mentions such a large amount.”

As she spoke, Zeli patted her stomach, her face showing confusion and helplessness.

Previously, this place featured a healthy, eye-catching six-pack and a faint outline of abdominal muscles, but now it has been replaced by a small curve, just like after a buffet meal. With a couple of light taps, Zeli could even hear a gurgling sound coming from inside.

Meanwhile, Farn hesitated for a moment before touching Zeli's full belly and saying, "Oh no."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zeli asked, puzzled.

"There seems to be some element of happiness in this..."

Upon hearing this, Zeli fell silent, recalling how just a few drops last night had caused her to become like that. Now, her belly was full of so much... She stared blankly at Faen.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

10. A Plan to Change Zaun

Zeli hadn't forgotten that the reason she acted so...so strangely last night was because she had taken an overdose of pleasure-enhancing drugs during the factory raid. This put immense pressure on her mental state when she had to pay the price, leading to her uncontrollable masturbation...

"You're not still thinking about last night, are you?!" Zeli said incredulously, clutching her stomach. "You could have just told me why..."

“Wait, let’s calm down.” Farn extended his hand and then explained:

"Osirius's blessing is comprehensive for me. This enhancement is not just a simple strengthening of my physical strength, but makes me a special life form that is half spiritual and half material. In other words, even if Osirius were to die completely now, my body would still produce a continuous stream of happiness factors, because they have been integrated into my metabolism."

After being blessed, the first thing Farn did was to understand his transformed body. Because only by understanding can one truly master it.

After undergoing a transformation in his life level, Farn's physical strength far surpasses that of so-called magical beasts—Zeli's bulging belly is the best proof of this.

An endless supply of energy was drawn from the spiritual realm at will. That 'massive' energy, even absurd in anime, was enough to drain a person dry. But for Faen… it was alright. He recovered almost completely in just a few breaths.

On the contrary, this wonderful experience, which touched both the heart and the body, filled me with a restless urge to try it out...

Upon hearing Fan's explanation, Zeli's face was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Ionia differs from other regions of Runeterra. In Ionia, the veil between the spiritual and material realms is very thin. According to Fahn's speculation, this is likely related to Ionia's history.

Around ten thousand years ago, unknown giants descended from the distant stars onto the primordial land of Ionia. To fight these giants, a segment of the Ionian people willingly embraced the power of the spiritual realm, transforming into Vastaya Xari. They harnessed the energy of the spiritual realm and the power of the material realm to defeat the giants, sealing their flesh and blood into rock.

Since then, the spiritual realm of Ionia has been more active than other regions of Runeterra, with spirits within it directly influencing the operation and structure of the material realm. This is why the people of Ionia revere the harmony of all spirits, for Ionia truly possesses all spirits.

This was a benefit, allowing Ionia to maintain peace for thousands of years. But it was also a drawback. The most obvious drawback was that after Noxus invaded Ionia, the greatest damage wasn't inflicted by Noxus itself, but rather by the disruption of the balance of good and evil in the spiritual realm, leading to the emergence of numerous malevolent spirits…

It was precisely because of the thinness of the veil that, as an Ionian, Fane was able to perceive the changes and differences that were occurring within himself to some extent.

Simply put, the mental changes, catalyzed by Osiris, have enabled Farn to influence the physical constitution.

This elevated Farn's body, infusing his blood with conceptual powers from the spiritual realm—of which happiness was one.

"But... there shouldn't be any problem." Touching Zeli's tummy, and seeing the girl's anxious expression, Fain said thoughtfully:

"The blood plasma I gave you was highly concentrated with happiness factors under my conscious control, which is why it can quickly boost your mood and fighting spirit. The blood plasma in your stomach is the life essence that I released by relaxing my vital energy barrier to prevent you from being sad. Although it also contains some happiness factors, apart from making you feel good and slightly more sensitive to some things about me, it has a higher energy density and will accelerate your physical growth."

Farn said, "It's like a nutrient solution with some harmless side effects? This spiritual ingredient can help you absorb and grow better, such as increasing body density, bone strength, and magical adaptability."

The question of where an individual occupies the overall space between the spiritual and material realms has long been a focus of discussion, research, and study in many academies, monasteries, and sanctuaries in Ionia. While there is still no definitive conclusion due to individual differences, one thing is certain: for the individual, the power of the spiritual realm can better enable the physical body in the material realm to grow and develop.

This can be confirmed by the various monsters and demons that exist in the land of Ionia.

Hearing Fan's explanation, Zeli blinked with a mixture of belief and doubt. She didn't have too many doubts, because their time together had convinced Zeli that Fan wasn't the kind of scoundrel who would take advantage of her vulnerability... After all, judging from Fan's hardness, if Fan really had any bad intentions, she would definitely have died last night.

Thinking this, Zeli blinked, then poked Faen's chest with a dissatisfied look and said, "So this matter is over... then tell me, what do you mean by 'relaxing the pass to avoid hurting me'..."

To this, Fain helplessly shrugged: "You definitely won't want to be told, but you won't be happy if I don't tell you..."

Hearing this, Zeli pouted, knowing that Fan was telling the truth. After all, she had worked so hard last night and Fan still hadn't reacted at all. She muttered angrily, "You'll get what's coming to you sooner or later," and decided not to dwell on the matter further, instead asking, "What are you planning to do next?"

"Let's find a secret base and have a proper chat about how to change Zaun."

"Mmm." Zeli nodded.

Fane then put on his clothes and manipulated the water flow to pack up the things he needed to take away—actually, there wasn't much, since most of the things in the secret base were scrap metal that Fane and Zeli had salvaged from the junkyard.

Although Zeli had studied mechanical engineering with her mother since childhood and was able to effectively utilize these discarded items that others looked down upon, given a choice, who would want to use these defective products? Leaving aside rust and wear, these items, already abandoned in the junkyard, even if proven usable, were far less durable, less refined, and less refined than before. Now that she had some money, Zeli was starting to consider whether to craft a new set of equipment.

After a quick packing, Fain patted Zeli's bottom and said, "Alright, let's go. I'll tell you some of my thoughts on Zaun on the way."

Because of what happened last night and this morning, Zeli was now huddled inside her slightly heavy electric jacket, giving off an extremely withdrawn vibe. When Faen suddenly slapped her, Zeli was startled, but didn't seem too bothered. She just rubbed her bottom, rolled her eyes at Faen, and then said:

"I don't really understand either, but I'll ask if I have any questions. You can't bother me."

"Haha, I was just afraid you wouldn't understand but would pretend to."

“I’m not that kind of idiot,” Zeli said, wrinkling her nose. “If I did, wouldn’t that just lead to something like what happened at the factory yesterday…”

Upon hearing this, Faen patted Zeli's hair understandingly. Clearly, Zeli had been deeply affected by her eagerness to destroy the factory's energy workshop, only to be begged to stop by the alchemy slaves.

This is a good thing, because Zeli realized that some things cannot be solved simply by destroying or defeating them.

Zeli didn't react much to Fane's enchantment, only glancing at him subconsciously. Seeing the message and encouragement in Fane's eyes, she quickly perked up.

"No matter what! We must make Zaun happy!"

Seeing Zeli's determined little eyes, Faen also gave her a thumbs up.

Although he was a transmigrator, he grew up again in Ionia after arriving in this world. In the process of getting to know this world, Faen was inevitably influenced by some of its cultural aspects. For example, Ionia's expression of beauty—a beautiful appearance is all the same, but a pure and noble soul is the most precious thing a person can have.

Of course, this is Farn's main perspective. His secondary perspective is the opposite—but in many cases, this doesn't conflict, as Zeli is a good example.

In a godforsaken place like Zaun, money talks. While this large sum of money was bound to attract the attention of some unscrupulous individuals, the good thing was that Farn had enough power. Even so, when it came to actually buying the house, Farn had some other ideas.

At breakfast time, Zeli didn't feel like having breakfast. The milk in her stomach hadn't been fully digested yet, and just as Faen had said, Zeli could feel her condition becoming strange as she digested. Her body felt inexplicably hot and feverish, and she was constantly, subconsciously, watching Faen's every move. When they looked at each other, she could feel certain parts of her body constantly wriggling and secreting a sticky fluid.

Fortunately, this feeling didn't affect Zeli's daily life; it just made her care more about Faen.

Thinking this, Zeli simply ordered a drink and swallowed. The morning's warm-up had ended rather intensely; although it didn't hurt, it left a slightly strange feeling. This should have been frustrating, but Zeli found herself not feeling much discomfort; instead, she felt a faint sense of lingering satisfaction and anticipation…

What am I expecting? It can't be tonight, can it? Or am I expecting something else?

……

No, why would I think that?!

Realizing something, Zeli began glaring at Faen again. But her resentful little eyes didn't seem like she was complaining; rather, they seemed like she was being coquettish.

Fane had clearly grown accustomed to Zeli's daily breath—the electric sparks emanating from her were directly linked to her emotional state as magical power. And as her emotions affected her magic, her magic, in turn, influenced Zeli's personality.

This is also why some people who use dark magic are often sinister and treacherous—the magic in Runeterra truly possesses its own consciousness. Things like world runes can even directly distort a person's mind.

The electric sparks are clearly a sun-oriented magic, which complements Zeli's personality. If Zeli is truly dissatisfied or angry, she will definitely speak out immediately, rather than keeping it bottled up and leaving others to guess. The subtle complaints in her eyes now are more a result of realizing her true feelings but not knowing what to do, so she simply adopts a "whoever is responsible is responsible" mentality and spies on the culprit.

Essentially, it is an escapist mentality that arises when one becomes aware of what one truly desires, but that desire conflicts with one's moral values.

As someone who had mastered Zeli's user manual without any formal instruction, Faen sat down at the dining table, completely unfazed by Zeli's subtle glances. Instead, he naturally followed Zeli's tendency to avoid the topic, asking, "What are your thoughts on the house and our future business?"

Farn's question almost immediately diverted Zeli's attention. After a brief moment of thought, Zeli said, "As for the house, it definitely needs to be a big house with a dedicated studio, otherwise it'll be too messy to have everything piled up in one room. It also needs to be secluded and safe enough, because once we gain some fame, the Alchemist Baron will definitely gang up on us! And then there's the bedroom… two bedrooms?"

When the topic of the bedroom came up, Zeli became shy.

Seeing this, Faen said, "One will do, it saves money, and we can make a living in the long run."

"You rascal! But it really does save money..." Zeli snorted and then fell silent. However, the faint arcs of electricity in her hair revealed that Faen's request made her exceptionally happy. However, the girl's reserve prevented her from showing the corresponding joy on her face. Only the faint curve of her lips and the slight swaying of her feet under the table proved that Zeli was hiding her delight.

It's a pity that Zeli isn't a Vastayan, otherwise her little tail would be happily wagging by now.

After discussing the bedroom, Zeli stopped talking about it. After all, apart from the bedroom setup, there wasn't much else to talk about regarding the future base... Wait, why did I think that?

Just as Zeli was about to breathe on her again, Fain said, "Instead of keeping the secret base, let's discuss what we should do next."

"Oh, okay." Hearing this, knowing that they were discussing serious matters, Zeli interrupted her yawning spellcasting and said seriously, "I don't have any clue yet... You go first, and if there's anything wrong, I'll ask you, and we can discuss it together."

“Okay.” Farn nodded, then took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zeli.

The above is very simple—ideological mobilization, organizational establishment, and struggle strategies.

11. Zeli's mother

Looking at the things that Faen brought, Zeli scratched her head and asked blankly, "What... is all of this?"

“Some simple guidelines.” Fane said with some emotion, “I heard this from some seniors before. It’s a coincidence, but in the whole of Runeterra, Zaun and Piltover should be the most suitable places for this action plan.”

Most of what Farn summarized came from memories of his past life—or rather, the revolutionary experiences his predecessors had accumulated through trial and error. However, with the idea of ​​adapting to local conditions, Farn made appropriate cuts based on his understanding of the situation in Zaun and his relationship with Piltover.

These deletions may not necessarily make this program better or more complete, but they can avoid some mistakes... The root cause is that extraordinary powers exist in this world. A single powerful individual here can truly destroy a city or a nation single-handedly.